Chapter 7

Afternoon.

Lin Feng had a sumptuous lunch at Xia Shiyu’s apartment.

Fully satisfied, Lin Feng took a taxi and left the apartment.

He got off the taxi at a location relatively far from the Song family. Along the way, he carefully held the share transfer agreement in his hands. Inside was one percent of Chu International’s shares, now worth several million yuan.

“Becoming a millionaire in one morning, it’s much better than making money by picking herbs.” Lin Feng whispered.

He remembered the tough days of the past six months.

To support his sister’s education, Lin Feng gave up his university studies, picking herbs in the mountains every day and selling them to the unscrupulous Boss Sun.

If it weren’t for two accidents three years ago and the other was six months ago, Lin Feng’s family wouldn’t have been in such a difficult situation.

Thinking about it, Lin Feng reached the last street.

As this area was a quiet affluent neighborhood, with few vehicles passing by, there were no traffic lights, only a crosswalk. Passing vehicles voluntarily yielded to pedestrians.

After ensuring there were no cars coming from either side, Lin Feng walked across the crosswalk.

“Vroom, vroom, vroom—”

Suddenly, a roar came from afar.

Instinctively, Lin Feng looked up and saw a roaring car rushing towards him from fifty meters away, aiming directly for him in the middle of the road.

Lin Feng was caught in the middle of the road with the same distance to move forward or backward.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng made up his mind and ran forward.

The roaring car covered the fifty meters in an instant, with its front precisely aligning with Lin Feng’s body.

In an instant.

Lin Feng seemed to see himself being thrown more than ten meters, his head separating from his body, witnessing a gruesome and horrifying scene of death.

Just as Lin Feng was in despair, he felt a powerful force pulling at his abdomen. It was as if he were a radish being pulled out of the ground, instantly appearing on the other side of the road.

The speeding car didn’t hit Lin Feng.

It didn’t stop either, heading straight into the distance.

Three seconds later, its silhouette disappeared from the road, leaving only the faint sound of the engine.

Lin Feng feels like he just took a walk around the gates of the afterlife.

A cool breeze blew, and Lin Feng suddenly snapped back to reality.

He smelled a familiar and pleasant body fragrance, like plum blossoms in the icy winter, enchanting and intoxicating.

Lin Feng lifted his head absentmindedly.

Suddenly.

Lin Feng’s face froze in amazement. The one who saved him wasn’t someone else; it was his fiancée, the tigeress who crushed stones with one hand—Song Xueyan.

Lin Feng instinctively kept a safe distance of three meters.

Song Xueyan looked at Lin Feng with a calm expression and said coldly, “Did you forget Chu Qiu’s warning last night to be careful crossing the road?”

“I… I checked the situation before…” Lin Feng swallowed the words that were about to come out.

No way, his fiancée’s aura was too strong.

Lin Feng couldn’t forget the crushed stones.

“Is Chu Qiu trying to assassinate me?” Lin Feng quickly changed the topic, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

“Other than him, have you offended anyone else?” Song Xueyan asked without kindness.

She had just sensed Lin Feng’s aura.

At the same time, her hearing far exceeded that of ordinary people. She could hear the roar of the engine from two kilometers away. She immediately judged that Lin Feng was in danger and used all her cultivation to come to his rescue.

Luckily, she arrived in time.

Otherwise, Lin Feng would have been in serious trouble.

At the same time, Song Xueyan didn’t notice that at the moment she saved Lin Feng, a mysterious tortoise rune appeared in his eyes.

Lin Feng wasn’t a cultivator.

He was a different kind of powerful being.

An Attribute Holder.

Attribute Holders possessed innate attribute abilities.

The tortoise rune that appeared on Lin Feng just now granted him absolute defensive capabilities. Even if the car had hit Lin Feng and sent him flying, he would have come out unharmed.

Lin Feng carefully took the contract inside his pocket.

Song Xueyan looked at him and asked curiously, “What do you have in your hand?”

“Taking care of…”

“You went to the hospital?” Lin Feng hadn’t finished speaking when Song Xueyan abruptly interjected.

“How did you… know?” Lin Feng intended to say she was tracking him, but considering the impending threat of his fiancée, he quickly changed his words.

“You have the smell of hospital disinfectant on you,” Song Xueyan sniffed lightly and continued, “There’s also the scent of a woman’s perfume on you. Were you alone with a woman?”

Lin Feng’s face instantly turned pale. ‘Heaven and Earth! Who will save me?’ Lin Feng felt like he could see his future married life, and it was downright hell.

“I went to the hospital and helped a friend while I was there,” Lin Feng truthfully explained.

Song Xueyan silently looked at Lin Feng.

She could judge from Lin Feng’s subtle expressions whether he was lying or not.

She quickly came to a conclusion: Lin Feng wasn’t lying.

“Lin Feng, we haven’t formally engaged yet. I can ignore you for now, but after we get engaged, I’ll keep a close eye on you, My eyes don’t tolerate sand. If I catch you fooling around, the consequences will be something you’ve never seen before…”

Song Xueyan’s tone was calm, but Lin Feng felt a chill down his spine.

In his mind, he saw the crushed pebble again. Lin Feng instinctively squeezed his legs together.

“Come inside with me; my parents are worried about you,” Song Xueyan said, stepping into the Song family villa.

Lin Feng followed closely.

“Little Feng, where did you go?” Song Tianqing saw Lin Feng coming in and hurriedly approached, asking anxiously.

“Uncle Song, I took care of something important.”

“Ring, ring, ring…”

Lin Feng was about to explain that he went to Jiangzhou Hospital, treated Granny Kong, and obtained the Chu family’s shares from Mu Ronghao when Song Tianqing’s untimely phone call interrupted him.

“What’s the matter?”

Song Tianqing’s face darkened.

In the past month, every call he received brought bad news.

This time was no exception.

As soon as Song Tianqing hung up the phone, Song Xueyan asked curiously, “Dad, is there another problem with the company?”

Song Tianqing nodded heavily.

“There’s news from the company that the employees are downstairs holding banners, urging us to pay their salaries. Many reporters have gone there. After this matter spreads, Im afraid it will have an even more adverse impact on the Song family.”

“I issued a notice; salaries should be paid today, right?” Song Xueyan furrowed her brows.

There was still five million in liquid funds in the Song Group’s account. She planned to give it all to the employees and then sell the assets to cover the hole.

“Yan Yan, you go to the bank to withdraw money. I’ll go to the company to stabilize the employees,” Song Tianqing said, quickly getting up to return to the company.

“Uncle Song, I’ll go too.”

Lin Feng quickly offered.

Song Tianqing hesitated for a moment, then nodded, “Sure, as my future son-in-law, you should also experience this.”

With that, the two of them got into the car and headed towards the company.

“Uncle Song, can you tell me about the current situation of the Song family?” Lin Feng asked as they were in the car.

“The situation at the Song family is very bad. The original partner we were supposed to cooperate with suddenly breached the contract, leading to a backlog of goods in the factory that cannot be sold. Moreover, the Chu family has already declared that anyone who dares to buy our products will face sanctions.”

“We can’t liquidate our goods now, and even if we sell them at a low price, no one dares to buy. Without liquid assets, we can’t pay salaries, and our employees are being poached.”

“In short, we are entangled in lawsuits, the bank won’t lend to us, and the Song family can only cut its losses to survive. Meanwhile, the Chu family is acquiring our industries at a low price…”

Song Tianqing explained, sighing heavily.

The Song family’s industries were completely ruined under his management.

“Uncle Song, I have one percent of Chu International’s shares. Maybe we still have a glimmer of hope,” Lin Feng shared the information about the shares he obtained.

“Really?” Song Tianqing’s expression brightened.

He wanted to ask more but sighed, “Ah, one percent of Chu International’s shares is only worth about seventy to eighty million now. At most, it can cover expenses for two months. After two months, the Song family will still perish.”

While talking, the two arrived outside the Song Group.

Many people recognized Song Tianqing’s car and gathered around. The security guards at the entrance reluctantly maintained order.

Song family employees were not willing to work if they weren’t paid.

Outside the Song Group.

White banners were pulled, bearing blood-red letters.

“Song Group owes wages, breaking the law!”

“Debts must be repaid, it’s justifiable! Song Group, return my hard-earned money!”

“Song Group, pay up!!!”

The debt-collecting employees were shouting desperately.

Lin Feng was stunned, asking with curiosity, “Uncle Song, how long has it been since you last paid salaries? You might get beaten if you go down there.”

Song Tianqing’s expression turned cold.

“The direct employees of the Song family haven’t received their salaries for three days. As for the others, we’ve already given their money to the main contractor. It’s the main contractor who hasn’t paid them.”

Lin Feng squinted his eyes, “It seems like Chu International is playing tricks, secretly mobilizing employees to demand payment, damaging the reputation of the Song Group.”

“I’ll go down and stabilize them first; you stay in the car,” Song Tianqing said.

“Uncle Song, you might get beaten by them.”

“Don’t worry, I have bodyguards.”

After saying that, Song Tianqing walked out of the car.

Lin Feng’s mouth twitched slightly. Why did it seem like those bodyguards wanted to beat up Song Tianqing too?

For safety reasons, Lin Feng also got out of the car.

When the debt-collecting employees saw Song Tianqing getting out of the car, they became agitated, shouting, “Song Tianqing, repay your debts; it’s justifiable!”

“Song Tianqing, you son of a b**ch!”

“Song Tianqing, if you don’t pay today, I’ll fight you!”

Song Tianqing remained calm, facing the crowd directly.

“F**k, I can’t take it anymore!” In the crowd, an enraged young man crossed the line and rushed towards Song Tianqing.

The bodyguards were slow to react, watching as the young man attacked Song Tianqing.

“Boom—”

Lin Feng, who had just stepped out of the car, kicked the young man, sending him flying ten meters away.

In his eyes, the white tiger rune flashed, showcasing his attribute power once again. The Black Tortoise granted him absolute defense whiles the White Tiger bestowed upon him formidable combat abilities.

“The f**k! Song Tianqing doesn’t repay debts, and he even dares to hit people!” Someone in the crowd was inciting, instantly fueling the anger of the masses.

People are naturally empathetic.

When facing companies that withhold wages, they generally harbor resentment.

The crowd erupted in an instant.

Several young people rushed forward, attempting to attack Song Tianqing.

A few bodyguards intervened, wielding batons.

Unfortunately, the opposition outnumbered them, and several bodyguards couldn’t handle the onslaught.

Lin Feng shielded Song Tianqing, fending off the attacks from the crowd. He struck with swift precision, knocking down those who tried to harm them.

Suddenly, a young man pulled out a switchblade.

Directly, he lunged at Lin Feng.

Out of nowhere, a bone-breaking sound echoed. The young man’s arm was twisted, the switchblade fell to the ground, and he lay writhing in pain.

In front of Lin Feng, a graceful figure appeared.

At the critical moment, his cultivator fiancée, Song Xueyan, once again saved him.